Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1887-01-24

Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty.
Fly low.
A thousand years ago an emperor planted
rose bush from which roses are plucked
to-day. At the foot of the cross nearly
nineteen centuries ago rose was planted
which blooms to-day; stoop down if thou
wouldst pluch it. o for more of the child
like spirit! | rejoice in the belief that
those who come to Christ to-day, come
aware of their sins and their wants, and
have learned how to fly low. =
Again: These persons who come to-day
are like doves on their way to the dove
cot, because they fly for shelter. The
albatross makes q throne of the tempest;
the sea-gulls find their grandest frolic in
the storm-their merriest hour seems to
be that in which the surf of the sea piles
most high. Not 50 with the doves; at the
first blow of the northeaster they fly to the
coop. Eagle contends with eagle in mid
air, and vulture fights yulture on the
bosom of the carcass, but doves at the first
dash of the bird of prey, speed for shelter
from fiery eye and iron beak and loath-
some talon. So to-day these souls come
here for shelter.
EVERY ONE HAS A BESETTING SIN;
that sin is always after you. The robber
watches you when you come out of the
bank, sees in what pocket you put the
money, follows you down the street, no.
tices where you go to dine, and where You
sleep, and what kind of q lock You have
on your door; so there is some sin ever on
a mans track. 1t goes with him to the
store, it sits on the money-safe, it
looks over his shoulder while he
makes out the bill of lading, it
goes out with him to dine, it walks home
with him at night As to some dog that
you do not want to follow you but persists,
you say to it: Back home with you ~
You stone it away and start on. After q
while, casually turning your eye, you find
il close after you with n sneaking look
Wherever you go, sin goes; where you stay,
sin stays You have watched the hawk
above the barnyard: it sails around and
around over the brood of chickens--around
and around, now almost down to the flock
then back again, until at last it drops and
seizes its prey. There is hawk ready to
pounce on every dove, and that Is the rea-
son that these doves come to-day to the
windOws-they want shelter i'll the grace
of God and in Christian associations. They
say: 'If there is any power in your pray
ers, let me have them; if there be any viz
tue in good counsels, give them to me; if
there be anything elevating in Christian
associations, let me feel their influence.
where thou dwellcst / will dwell Thy
people shall be my people, thy God my
God" Open your doors, . church of God!
and let them come in ''as doves to their
windows"
CHRIST Is TIE ONLY SHELTER
of the soul in trouble. What can yoL do
without Him when sorrow comes? Per-
haps ut first you take valerian to quiet
your nerves, or alcohol TO revive your
spirits; but have you found anything in
the medicine or physical stimulants sufii-
cient? Perhaps in the excitement of the
mOney-market, or in the merry making of
the club yOu have sought relief. The
world has no balsam for wounded soul,
no shelter for bruised spirit. The dove
in the time Of the deluge flew forth and IL
was all water, i'll which were tossed the
carcasses of the dead world, and the first
solid thing the dove feet touched WAS the
window of the ark. SO the soul in trouble
goes out in one direction and finds nothing
substantial to rest upon, and i'll another
direction, and every whittier, but there is
no rest for the dove save the ark.
| Substantial comfort will not grow
In Natures barren SOIL
All we can boast till Christ we know,
Is vanity and toll:
But where the Lord has planted grace,
| And made His glOricS known,
| There fruits Of heavenly joys are found
And there alone
YOU LOST A PARENT:
Some one said that il was in the regular
course of nature that your father
should expire Did that comfort you?
You lost a child: somebody said If that
child had lived it might have turned out
badly. Did that comfort You? You lost
your property: they told you that riches
were very uncertain. You knew that be-
fore. You were sick: they explained to you
that the difficulty was in the secretions or
in the sciatic nerve. Did that soothe you?
o the dcspcable quackery of earthly COM
fort! But when Christ comes to the soul
and says: 81 took your estate because !
wanted to give you more valuable treas
ures; | made you sick in body that your
soul might he brought up to eternal health;
| ! took your loved ones away because have
better and brighter place for them in
my own presence" then the wound heals,
then the tears dry off the face,
then God has become the everllst-
ing portion of the soul. Oh, the
air is full of black wings and ravens
wings. They join their wings Of darkness
until they shut out the light of the sun.
They have fattened on the carCasses of
men. Their clangor is horrible TO the ear.
Trouble and disease and death coming
down upon the wind. No wonder these
souls have come for shelter ''as doves TO
their windows. What does this pigeon
in the coop care for the hawk in the sky
Safe in Christ, safe forever. The noun
tains may depart, and the hills be remoy-
ed. but Thy loving kindness shall never
fall.
Again: These souls, like doves,
FLY HOME.
Most of the winged denizens have no home;
now they are at the north and now they
are at the south, az the climate indicates.
This year nest in one tree, next year a
nest in another tree The golden Oriole
remains but three months Of the year in
Germany. and is then gone. The linnet
of Norway crosses the ocean TO rest away
from the winters blast. The heron,
the goldfnch and the gross-beak are
migratory. The cranes call each other to-
gether several days before going, choose
their leader, arrange themselves in two
lines, forming an angle, and are gone. But
the pigeons alluded to in the text, summer
and winter and always, have a home in
the dove-c0t. And 80 Christ is the home
of those who come to him. He is warm
home: they rest under the Feathers Of
the Almighty" Christ tells us that
chickens find not warmer place Hnder
the wind of the hen than we IN Him. He
is safe home; our fortunes may 90 down
ten degrees below zero, the SHOWS Of trouble
NAV fall, the wings Of persecution may
howl. the jaCkals of death may stalk forth
all is we'll, for great peace have they
who trust in God" From this home we
shall never be driven out The Sheriff
NAV sell us ont Of our earthly house, or
The fires may hurn IL down or the winds